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Eating is good...

A fundamental doctrine of the Baptist church is that of potluck (though we cringe at the use of the word "Luck" we all understand the term). Whenever there is food at church there is seldom a dissenting vote cast. Potluck is a staple of our faith.

All kidding aside, there are many many examples of Jesus using a meal to teach great truths to His disciples and others (it is an interesting Bible study). Ever participate in the Lord’s Supper?


Yesterday, at Hope, we tried something a bit different. We had a "Fifth Sunday Fellowship". Each month with five Sundays this year we will have our regular morning activities. It is in the afternoon that we've changed the routine. Shortly after choir practice concludes we all gathered for lunch. Yesterday's meal was: baked chicken, rice, beans, and salad, with various desserts. It was good!

A meal has a way of bringing people together. The fellowship seems sweeter over supper doesn't it? Our church folk need more sweet fellowship these days! After the meal we had an Afternoon service and no evening service. It was a good time.

We had another FAMILY (emphasis added because “normal” families are hard to come by here in Brazil) visit because of the sign that we put up just last week. That is two in two weeks! At this rate we will have to build a new building in a short time. Just kidding!
Actually the family that visited last Sunday didn’t come back this week, despite our visit in which they promised that they would be back. Our church has difficulty with “sticking power”. People come once, twice, maybe three times, and disappear. Pray with us about that, won’t you.

Plaster and Puppies


The plaster is coming along quite well and the people are getting excited to see the money that they’ve contributed being put on the walls in the form of plaster. The puppies, too, are growing like little weeds and we’ve had a couple of people express interest in acquiring one. That’s good too.

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